I won’t lie and say I feel better about it, but it’s cleared some things up in my mind.”“Glad I could help son,” he replied.“I’m off to ...ed,” I said, “goodnight Dad, see you tomorrow.”“Yes, goodnight son,” he replied.Upstairs, I undressed, did my evening ablutions and got myself into bed, my mind going over the problem of Cal.Sleep didn’t come easily, but eventually I drifted off into a dreamless sleep.I woke early the following day, got up, pulled on shorts and a t-shirt and went out for a. She was skipping and hopping all the way here and she had let her hair down and it was bobbing and bouncing with each skip she made. Really a sight to see. As a matter of fact my old pecker was now standing fully at attention under the water. She climbed in by throwing her left leg over the side like mounting a boys bicycle, her little slit opened up wide and, boy, was I glad I had made this decision. Best move you ever made Ed, old boy. This was working itself up into a situation that. One moment, I was facing away from him. The next, I find myself seated at a table, with the smoke forming a perfect sphere around us. The man is colored entirely in grey scale, from his cleanly pressed three piece suit, to his pitch black gloves, to the white flames serving as his eyes. "Now then John, let's get down to business. I have some bad news for you. I'm afraid that your dear wife has been using you this entire time. Now, I know that this is hard to believe, after all, you two were so. He also tells him all seven craft have changed course as per his orders.RescuesComing up to the first craft, a medium sized sail boat, Dream Girl pulls alongside and turns her stern to the boat. Once swept up against it by the wind they’re quick to take the four passengers aboard, three women and a man, all are in their mid-twenties. The boat is left free to manage on her own, while they doubt the boat will survive the storm. It’s lives they’re out to save right now, not boats.In another fifty.